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Chapter 8: Bright Idea

Author: Gemini Page
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-21 23:48:04

Lucas’ POV

I’d been sitting in the car for several minutes, staring blankly at the windshield, still unsure how to feel about my conversation with Dalia.

It wasn’t my fault.

At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.

But the guilt wouldn’t go away.

How the hell was I supposed to know my own lawyer would end up scamming her?

And yet, here I was — feeling like I’d personally handed her over to that snake.

If you think about it, she should actually be thanking me.

If I hadn’t discovered what Rivera was doing, she’d still be getting played right now, smiling at the man who was robbing her blind.

I sighed heavily, the kind that came from somewhere deep and tired.

“Women!”

“Sir, where to?” my driver asked carefully.

I caught his eyes in the rearview mirror. “Back to the head office. I’ve got work to do. Time to clean house.”

He nodded and started the engine, but I heard him chuckle softly under his breath.

“What’s so funny?” I muttered.
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